The way my heart is hurting
These must be growing pains
I'm changing because I refuse to stay the same

Random Thoughts at this Very Moment

Still questioning my place in this world
I was born out of sin, this young black girl
Or at least black is how I've always been classified
But that counts out part of my history,
So it seems everyone has lied
I'm too light bright, but not quite white
My eyes change like chameleons skin
Photosensitive and the topic of many discussions
As a child I wanted black girl, brown eyes
So old men would stay out of my face
Not a hood girl, but not quite proper enough
Still searching for... because I'm so displaced
They said I had "good hair," but for years it was relaxed
I chopped it off to go all natural
And folks thought I was mentally off track
Little do folks know, I've got that bi-racial hair
Proof of my ancestors of slaves and their masters
Mixed with natives who had their land taken forcibly
From curls, to straight, to naturally nappy
My hair is three grades of proof
Of three different parts of me

Random Rant

I totally abhor when a person calls me and I know without a doubt that I've never given them my phone number. One of the rudest things you can do is give someone my number without asking me first. I simply cannot stand it. It is always weird to me when I answer my phone and it is someone I wouldn't expect to be calling me. The same thing with texting. I will most definitely send a "who is this?" response to any numbers that are not in my list.
I figured after the last number change that I would give my number only to those people I wanted to have it. That didn't quite work. I bet next time I won't be giving out my number to many people at all. They can all get my house number :-)

EDIT: I have a Google Voice number. YAY! Anyone can have it because I can screen all of my calls. I am loving it.